Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Preening under the compliment despite knowing instinctively that Asta would like his choice of decor, Danta steps off the ladder and onto the mezzanine just in time to be ferried closer to the butcher once again. "You and me both," he admits, running warm and surprisingly gentle hands across Asta's scarred shoulders and down his chest towards his waist. "I'm glad you like it," he adds, busy unbuckling the other man's belt so it doesn't get too much in the way, before he succumbs to sitting with him among the silks and furs.
"I got these from the market in King's End," Danta says of the oils, reaching past Asta to drum his fingers along the case before flipping the lid open to reveal them. "So if you wouldn't mind it, I can finally give you that shoulder rub - a gentle one, I promise." Flashing the butcher a fanged grin, he gestures around them. "And then if you're too relaxed to climb back down, we can sleep up here too." If Asta looks close he might spot the muzzle glinting somewhere nearby, already prepared just in case.
"I got these from the market in King's End," Danta says of the oils, reaching past Asta to drum his fingers along the case before flipping the lid open to reveal them. "So if you wouldn't mind it, I can finally give you that shoulder rub - a gentle one, I promise." Flashing the butcher a fanged grin, he gestures around them. "And then if you're too relaxed to climb back down, we can sleep up here too." If Asta looks close he might spot the muzzle glinting somewhere nearby, already prepared just in case.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
